The screens went dark, leaving only the faint glow of the Aegis Shield reflecting in countless stunned eyes.
And then, his voice came, calm.
"Who would you believe?"
The question echoed, not just in that sector, not just among the gathered paragons, but across the entire human domain. Atticus's voice reached every ear.
The people had already fallen silent while watching the events unfold. But as his words settled, it was as if the world forgot how to make a sound.
The humans began to replay everything they had just witnessed. Especially the paragons, those who were closest to Atticus. Their expressions had changed, but not because of Carius or Drakthanion's actions, but because of something far more unimaginable.
They had seen it.
They had seen Atticus battle a Zorvan colonel.
Two weeks ago, he had said it plainly. That he'd fought and killed one of them. A colonel.
